Ma-naaier! (Mother fucker!) My head is spinning as I come back to consciousness. The room is dark, but I can tell that I am alone. Mathias must have grown tired of beating the shit out of me.
Mank genaaide bergbok! (Disfiguredly fucked mountain goat, Afrikaans curse) I will kill him! But first, I’ve got to get to my mates.
I unleash the hold that I’ve had on my wolf. I would have instantly healed if I allowed her out, which is not something I want Mathias to see. I needed to get the fuck out of here and the only way to do that was to let him beat the shit out of me so that he thinks that I’m not a threat.
Almost instantly, my bones start to knit together, my skin sewing back, and my vision clearing. As my ribs become whole, my left lung heals and reinflates. My breathing becomes more even, less labored. Several fingers straighten. My shattered knee forms again. My shoulder relocates itself. The pain is excruciating, but I have to stay quiet. I can’t let anyone hear me. They can’t know that I’m awake.
Once I’m fully healed, I can cut my bonds and escape.
Guau! (Wow!) That is all I can think when our mate steps into the conference room. She is beautiful. She is nearly as tall as Hakeem, her body slender, her movements graceful. Her beautiful hazel eyes are large in her face, her skin pale, and her cheeks have a light flush from smelling her mates. Her full lips have formed a perfect “o,” sparking thoughts of that mouth on me and my pants become quite tight. Her long chestnut colored hair falls down her back and perfectly frames her heart-shaped face. Her legs are encased in a pair of skinny jeans and one of her shoulders is bare from the loose fitting peasant top she wears. Her creamy, pale skin seems to glow in the light from the room. Hakeem and I both stand at the same time. Our movement seems to break our ciel
Within 15 minutes, I am completely healed. I shift, breaking free of my restraints, then quickly shift back. I’m naked, but I’m free and healed. Carefully and quietly, I move to the door. I stick my nose to the crack and inhale deeply, smelling for guards. There is one, but when I listen, I hear that his heartbeat is slow, telling me that he is asleep. Were I staying on as the Delta, I’d wake him up with a kick to the gut. How dare he sleep on duty! Idioot! (Idiot) But, this once, the overconfidence and arrogance of the men of the Blue Crescent Pack has helped me. I open the door and see the same pack member who used his elbow on the back of my head. I had no qualms in breaking his neck. I arranged his head so that
Something in Lucille’s words rings true. The same feeling that sent me to speak with Brandon two days ago is pushing me towards Gael and Hakeem. It’s telling me that, even though it is years too early, that I have found my mates. That I have to claim them and be claimed. I can feel their power radiating off of them and I know that our mating will only increase that. Biting my lip, I think about how badly I want to get our mating underway. I had completely forgotten Hakeem’s warning. Hakeem’s growl rumbles in his chest and he lunges at me. But Gael beats him, wrapping his hands in my hair and pulling my lips to his. He kisses me hungrily and Hakeem buries his face in my neck. “Um, guys?” Brandon clears his throat a few times to get our attention. When we finally look
I let Meredith move her small hands over my shaft until I can’t take it anymore. “Merry, lay on the bed,” I plead. She smirks at me, a bit of confidence in her sexual control over us. It’s sexy as hell. I pull Gael to me, kissing him before moving on to our mate. He moves behind me, sitting in the armchair that is stationed in the corner of the room. Meredith looks at him confused. “Aren’t you coming to bed?” I smile at her. “Our alpha is a bit of a voyeur. He likes to watch.” Her mouth forms a little “o” and it’s all I can do not to push my dick down her throat. The thought of her mouth wrapped around my dick makes it bob. Later.&nb
Devin “Well. That was unexpected,” Zak says dryly after we watched Meredith lead her new mates out of the room. Many in the room chuckled, but Xander and I just felt even more pain and despair. Someone else had their mate and we had lost ours. Yes, we know she is coming back, as early as five hours from now. Yes, we know that she will be ours from now on. But she isn’t here now. She is hurt. In pain. And we couldn’t change her mind and keep her here. “Well, I guess that’s it,” Zak says. “Lucille, would you like to stay in the packhouse tonight? You haven’t been alone for a while. It might be difficult to go back to being by yourself.” “Honestly, Zak? As lovely and wonderful as Meredith is and as much as
Su puta madre! (Mother fucker!) Meredith is going to be the death of me. When she took me into her mouth, it was obvious that she’d never done it before. But it was just as obvious that she was a fast learner. Even in the midst of her own first time having sex, she attended to my reactions to her movements. Meredith slowly laved mi rabo with her tongue, her pouty lips kissing up and down my shaft. I fisted my hands in her hair, but held myself back from shoving her all the way onto me. Mi princesa took my tip into her mouth, continuing to move her tongue around me.
Devin holds Lucille’s hand as we walk to her house, ensuring that she doesn’t fall. I carry food and clothing for Arya in a bag over my shoulder. Arya. She is all that Dev and I have thought about since she left. Her pain. The fear that was in her eyes. The pain from her rejection, though that is secondary to our worry for her. We’ve barely eaten, barely spoken, barely slept since she left. I check my phone for the time, seeing that it is 8:30. Three and a half hours. That is the earliest time that she could arrive. Dev and I have decided that we will wait at the southern border for her return. We walk through the forest with Lucille, none of us speaking, each lost in our own thoughts.
As I come back down to Earth after my orgasm, I feel Gael pick me up and place my head on the pillows. “Princesa, te necesito,” he says, eyes boring into mine. “I need you, too, Gael. I want to feel you inside of me.” I wrap my legs around his waist and reach between us to fist my hand around his fully erect cock. “Fill me up,” I whisper. “Mi cielo,” he hisses out. He leans down to kiss me and I feel him lining himself up with my entrance. Just as his lips touch mine, I feel him push into me, agonizingly slowly. I moan into his mouth, tightening my legs around him to